You wiped a tear from your warm face. The moon shone through the window of your small apartment and gave it an other-worldly glow. It reflected your mood greatly, so you sat there in the dark, wondering if there was any comfort out there left.
You had just broken up with a long-time boyfriend. He was cheating on you with the barista at the coffee shop where you spent hot summers in the air-conditioned room and huddled up in during cold winters. You looked down at your hands that shook violently. They looked patchy and you were sure that your face did too.
The windowsill that you were sitting on was cold and uninviting. You pondered if you should text him, tell him you forgive him, and make up. You were close to helpless on your own. But your pride wouldn't allow it. You mustered up the "I'm too good for him anyways" attitude and wiped the tears that blurred your vision. You smiled a little. Maybe, just maybe, you could do this.
You heard the door click open and saw a dark figure looming at the entrance. Pale yellow light spilled in from behind him. "Hey Shouta," you called over to him. Shouta Aizawa was your neighbor. He often came over to your house after work to get random ingredients or cat food. He didn't knock anymore because he had a key. The tall, slender man grunted a greeting and stalked towards the kitchen, but stopped when he saw you were crying.
He stared at you in silence for a minute or two. You sat there and pursed your lips. You had no idea what to expect right now. He walked over to you and crouched so he would be eye-level with you. "Why are you upset?" He asked, pulling out a handkerchief out of his dark pants. You took it and delicately dabbed your wet eyes.
"Oh, my boyfriend cheated on me with some lady," you laughed lightly, shakily. "I didn't even know he liked girls too," you joked, trying to diffuse all feeling reeling through you right now. Aizawa was still crouched. He bit his lip a little and sighed.
"Yeah, that might have been a shock," he said flatly. He reached for your arm and squeezed. He didn't seem to know what to say. But then, when did he even talk? His hand lingered for a second and then dropped. He stood up and sat on the couch. He motioned for you to sit down too.
You sat a good distance away from him, sitting uncomfortably. The moonlight illuminated his facial features. He seemed even more daunting and severe now. His cheekbones looked higher, his eyes looked brighter, and his hair was shiny. His dull expression lacked empathy.
"How long have we been neighbors?" He asked. His face was unchanging but you could tell he was going to say something philosophical, rub your arm again, then leave you just as he had came.
"Three years," you replied. He nodded.
"And you've been with that guy for like two years? Two years and six months?" He mused. "Well that's a pretty long time."
"Yeah."
"I just want to say this. In the time I've known you I've seen you go through a lot with him. He's never cheated before but he's left you crying a lot. And I know that now you're free. I know you hate to hear that. Cause you think you need him or something. But you're just better than that. And I hope you can get over this jerk and find a real man," he stated. He patted your arm again, just like you thought. Your tears were gone. A real man. Huh.
He got up and started to leave. "I'll leave you to it. Call me if you need me. I'll be here. Unless I'm teaching or something," he sighed. You got up and caught his sleeve. He looked back at you, seemingly bored. "What?"
You pulled him in to kiss you. He gasped and almost fell over. You held on to him to prevent that, and broke the kiss. He stared at you intently. "What the hell..." he grunted. Your hands were gripping his shirt collar and he eyes were burning into you. You couldn't tell if it was lust or hatred beneath his piercing eyes.
But then he started to reciprocate. He ripped your hands off his shirt roughly and grabbed your jaw to kiss you. His hand grasped you lower back and pulled you in close to him. You gasped for air before kissing him back intensely. He smirked and pulled back, staring you in the eyes. He kissed your neck and grabbed your crotch, massaging your hardened cock. You smiled back and led him to your bedroom.
You pushed him on the bed, and he seemed surprised. Like he was used to taking charge in the bedroom. But tonight would be different. Tonight you would have your way. He watched as you pulled a condom out from your bedside table and rolled it on. He licked his lips subconsciously and furrowed his brows as you got closer.
You told him to get on his hands and knees. He silently complied, looking back at you warily. You pulled off his pants and rubbed your cock around his entrance. He huffed and looked back at you again. His eyes seemed to plead for you to pound him.
You grabbed his ass and pushed in slowly. He sucked air in through his teeth and gasped softly. He was really tight, and you already knew it would be hard to contain yourself for long. You pushed all the way in, the pressure around you was immense. You pulled out and quickly pushed in again. Each time your skin slapped his, his breath quavered and he let out a small moan.
You quickened your pace and couldn't contain the moans escaping from inside. You looked down to see Shouta leaning down, his elbows against the bed and his head limp. His soft hair shook every time you made contact with him. The sounds of moans and skin slapping filled the room. "Fuck, go faster," he moaned deeply. You smirked and started to go faster and faster.
You felt that familiar pressure building up inside you. You bucked your hips and thrusted as hard as you could. Love welled up inside you. Love you hadn't felt before. You didn't know if it was just you, but it filled the room. You let out a loud moan as you released. He moaned along with you, but you couldn't tell if he had came as well. You kissed the back of his neck, then flopped down on your back next to him with your arm over your face. You thought it was over. But it wasn't.
You felt his hands lifting up your legs. You looked down and saw him aligning himself at your entrance now. Apparently he hadn't finished yet. He slowly pushed into you. You felt great pain and realized how huge he must be. He moaned softly and stitched his eyebrows together as he got deeper. "Jesus, you're tight," he whispered. He started thrusting, and you let him use you to finish.
But the pain turned into pleasure. He was hitting the perfect spot every time and you knew you were gonna come again. He pulled you closed and held your hips so he could go fast. His eyes were wide open and he huffed with every motion. Sweat beaded on his hairline.
He sped up more and more. You were both letting out moans in harmony, your skin slapping in the background. His fingers dug into your hips and he let out the loudest noise you had ever heard the man make. At the same time, had your second orgasm of the night.
He leaned down to you, kissed your neck, and said, "We're fucking again,"
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Hey y'all, thank you so much for reading! This one was suggested by @mugiwaragoldluffy. Thanks for your suggestion :)
-Liv💙
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